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Poster: L.A. Women Date: Dec 7, 2007 9:55pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: bumbaclot

Mama said, "Don't go near that river"
"Don't be hanging round old Catfish John"
Come the morning I'd always be there
Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn

Take me back to another morning
To a time so long ago
When the sweet magnolia blossomed
Cotton fields were white as snow

Catfish John was a river hobo
Lived and died by the river's bend
Looking back I still remember
I was proud to be his friend

Mama said, "Don't go near that river"
"Don't be hanging round old Catfish John"
Come the morning I'd always be there
Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn



Born a slave in the town of Richmond
Traded for a chestnut mare
Lord, he never spoke in anger
Though his load was hard to bear

Mama said, "Don't go near that river"
"Don't be hanging round old Catfish John"
Come the morning I'd always be there
Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn


Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn\